Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"Let's take a break first." Lu Mingfei found a place to sit down.

Liu Miaomiao leaned against Lu Mingfei and asked, "Where is this train going?"

"Probably somewhere where the subway supervisor works or something." Lu Mingfei thought of the croupier who liked to imitate Stephen Chow's laugh.

"A subway supervisor?" Liu Miaomiao asked in surprise. "Can he take us out?"

"can."

Lu Mingfei didn't finish his sentence. Winning against the dealer would indeed allow one person to leave, but only one person could leave.

The subway stopped at the next station. The old carriages had no signs displaying the address in real time, but Liu Miaomiao could see the three broken characters "Fuxingmen" written on the platform through the broken glass windows.

It was supposed to be a transfer station for Line 2, but the lights on the platform were completely broken. Only the dim light from the passageway behind her could barely shine in, allowing Liu Miaomiao to see the crowd of people moving around on the platform.

Is anyone else getting on the bus?

The moment the thought crossed Liu Miaomiao's mind, Lu Mingfei suddenly grabbed her hand, stood up, and ran wildly towards the next carriage.

"Run!" Lu Mingfei roared.

Liu Miaomiao subconsciously followed Lu Mingfei's footsteps. Behind them, the sound of a metal door opening rang out, followed by a dense, pattering sound of footsteps, as if countless people had boarded the carriage.

“We…huff…why…have…huff…run…” Liu Miaomiao gasped for breath.

"To stay away from those guys." Lu Mingfei's breathing was steady.

"Wh...whoa...what guy..."

The door slammed shut, and the train started moving again, the tunnel lights flashing past the windows.

Lu Mingfei didn't answer her question anymore, but suddenly stopped in his tracks. It turned out that they had run to the very last carriage of the subway.

Lu Mingfei took her hand and made her lean against the cold metal door of the driver's cab at the end of the carriage, protecting her behind him.

"Don't be afraid," Lu Mingfei said softly.

Don't be afraid? Don't be afraid of what?

Before Liu Miaomiao could understand what Lu Mingfei meant, she suddenly realized that the once empty carriage in front of her was now full of people, who had probably boarded the train at the platform just now.

Because there were no lights on the train, they were able to hide in absolute darkness. Even Liu Miaomiao could only barely make out the outlines of their figures by the occasional tunnel lights flashing past the window.

No one spoke, no one moved... not even one breathed.

But all of them were facing Lu Mingfei and themselves.

Liu Miaomiao heard her own voice trembling: "Who...are they?"

Lu Mingfei gave an irrelevant answer: "Listen to me, close your eyes."

The warmth from Lu Mingfei's palm made Liu Miaomiao subconsciously obey his orders.

The moment she closed her eyes, she heard a "whoosh" sound in front of her, just like the sound of a fishing rod being swung through the air when she accompanied her father fishing.

But those weren't fishing rods; they were knives, knives slicing through the air.

In that instant, those silent shadowy figures surged toward Lu Mingfei and his companions like ants that had spotted flesh and blood.

Actually, the most efficient weapon to deal with these Deadpools should be a gun that uses mercury bullets, but Lu Mingfei doesn't have any firearms right now, all he has is an alloy iron rod that he just broke off from the fence.

Is this iron rod enough to deal with these low-level Deadpools?

The first Deadpool to rush forward brandished a long sword. The shape of the sword was indistinct, but the blade was clearly very sharp, as it severed the iron bar in Lu Mingfei's hand with a single swing.

But this was exactly the effect Lu Mingfei wanted. After the iron rod was cut off, the tip turned into a sharp blade. With a flick of Lu Mingfei's wrist, the sharp metal blade precisely severed the throat of the dead servant.

not enough!

Lu Mingfei suddenly let go of her hand, and Liu Miaomiao's heart stopped for a moment. But the next moment, Lu Mingfei wrapped his arm around her waist, put his hand around hers, and then clasped Liu Miaomiao's fingers.

Liu Miaomiao kept her eyes tightly closed, wrapped her other arm around Lu Mingfei's waist, and followed Lu Mingfei's steps closely, as if she were dancing a waltz at a high-society social party.

Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, was like a master dancer, guiding Liu Miaomiao to take graceful steps. With a light twist of his wrist, he swung his staff and sword horizontally, each swing of the sword precisely severing the throats of the assassins who tried to approach them.

Liu Miaomiao felt the wind whistling past her ears and a strong, pungent stench constantly wafting through the air, but she obeyed Lu Mingfei's words and did not open her eyes, clinging tightly to Lu Mingfei.

Although Lu Mingfei didn't know what had gone wrong, and Lu Mingze hadn't appeared at this critical moment, fortunately he could still handle the current situation.

His physical abilities are now comparable to those of a true hybrid. The ancient Chinese swordsmanship he learned at the Advanced Training School finally came in handy at this moment.

Still not enough!

I wonder how many Deadpools suddenly surged onto that platform. I felt like I had already killed wave after wave, but the Deadpools in front of me were still like insects unafraid of death, relentlessly pressing forward.

The speeding train disappeared in a blur of searchlights, and something like a bat flapped its wings and flew past the window.

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered.

"Come on, you devils!" Lu Mingfei suddenly shouted, like a lion roaring.

His shout seemed to contain the power of metal and stone, causing the Death Servants to freeze briefly in shock and hesitate in their charge.

Lu Mingfei had not expected his shout to be so powerful, but he immediately seized the momentary opening, severed the head of a dead servant by the window, and then picked up Liu Miaomiao and delivered a flying knee strike.

The force of the blow was so great that Deadpool crashed through the car window and flew out.

"Put your arms around my neck," Lu Mingfei commanded.

Liu Miaomiao immediately obeyed and hugged Lu Mingfei's neck. Lu Mingfei changed his posture, picked up Liu Miaomiao in a princess carry with one hand, jumped onto the train window, and grabbed a protruding point on the train body with just one hand.

Then, using the strength of his legs, he leaped onto the roof of the train.

The train moved forward, and the wind howled in the tunnel, making it difficult to stand up. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei's strong physique allowed him to stand steadily on the roof of the train.

"I'm here!"

Having escaped Deadpool's encirclement, Lu Mingfei did not immediately flee the spot, but instead shouted again, as if in provocation.

The car windows shattered on all sides, and countless black hands climbed out from the window sills, as if they were truly angered by Lu Mingfei's provocation.

The dark figures stepped on each other's shoulders and heads, slowly and in unison climbing onto the roof of the car.

Lu Mingfei sneered, then suddenly raised the iron rod in his hand and thrust it into the dome of the carriage beneath his feet. With a twist of his wrist, a burst of sparks like shattered stars appeared.

The sharp sound of metal tearing made Liu Miaomiao tremble all over.

The next moment, a sonic boom sound suddenly rang out in the tunnel, which had previously only heard the "clattering" of metal rollers.

It sounded like a mouse squeak, but even sharper. Following behind was the sound of flapping wings.

Ahead of the train, countless bat-like creatures darted and flapped about, like a hornet's nest had been disturbed, their piercing cries sounding like both cheers and sobs.

It's a Kamaitachi!

He used the spark to awaken the creatures that had been sleeping in the tunnel!

Chapter 42 You jump, I jump.

In the flashing lights, Lu Mingfei saw the shapes of those creatures.

They resemble slender birds with huge wing membranes, covered in bronze-colored feathers, with large joints, scarlet eyes, and tiny, mouse-like hands at the tips of their wings.

What doesn't match their small hands is that each of their fingers has nails as large as sickles.

Awakened from their slumber, the swarm of weasels let out terrifying howls and pounced on Lu Mingfei, Liu Miaomiao, and the Death Servants who emerged from the train.

Lu Mingfei had learned from school that the social structure of the weasel is actually very similar to that of ants and bees. The female weasel is responsible for reproduction and giving orders, while the actions of the male weasels depend entirely on the orders of the female weasel and their own instincts.

They couldn't distinguish between Lu Mingfei and his group and Deadpool. Because they were awakened, they attacked any living thing they sensed indiscriminately.

The Deadpools, who were trying to chase after Lu Mingfei, were clearly held back by these aggressive and bizarre creatures, and had no choice but to swing their blades at the wildly flying birds.

The same foul-smelling, black blood spurted from their shattered bodies.

The attacked weasels spun in the air, letting out screams that were hard to tell whether they were joyful or painful, before rushing even more excitedly toward the blood-stained dead servants.

The light gradually cleared, and the wind began to slow down, as the train decelerated.

"Get down!"

Lu Mingfei dropped the sword and staff stained with Deadpool's black blood, laid Liu Miaomiao, whom he was holding, flat on the train, curled up his legs, lay face up, and raised his hands above his head.

He pressed his body against Liu Miaomiao's delicate young body, clasping his hands together with his fingers intertwined.

An ambiguous posture.

Sensing the boy's strength and heavy breathing, Liu Miaomiao finally couldn't help but open her eyes. The first thing she saw was Lu Mingfei's face, so close to hers.

Lips to lips, eyes to eyes, no more than ten centimeters apart, and he could even see his own reflection in Lu Mingfei's golden pupils.

He could easily kiss her by simply lowering his head slightly.

The girl's shyness and struggle only lasted for a moment before being replaced by panicked worry.

Because Liu Miaomiao immediately noticed that Lu Mingfei's entire body was tense.

He hid himself beneath himself, with no other intention than to protect himself and take the hits from those strange-looking birds.

"Are you alright, Lu Mingfei?" Liu Miaomiao's voice was so anxious that she was almost crying.

"It's alright, they just look intimidating. In reality, their attacks are like tickling you." Lu Mingfei's face showed that kind of wry smile that Liu Miaomiao was familiar with.

"Don't worry, these creatures are like sharks, they are attracted to blood. When I was fighting those Deadpools just now, I was consciously avoiding them, so we didn't actually get any blood on us."

Although Lu Mingfei said that, Liu Miaomiao still saw many weasels circling behind him, their sharp, scythe-like claws grazing his back.

"Are you in pain...?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback, clearly not expecting Liu Miaomiao to ask this question.

"To be honest, it hurts a little," Lu Mingfei answered the question seriously, "but I won't die for now."

"We must not die."

Liu Miaomiao buried her head in Lu Mingfei's clothes, her shoulders trembling. As the warm, damp feeling slowly spread from her chest, Lu Mingfei realized that Liu Miaomiao had finally been unable to hold back her tears.

She seemed unwilling to let Lu Mingfei see her crying, and even her sobs were quite suppressed. Under the cover of the screech of the weasel, not a sound of her crying could be heard.

Lu Mingfei suddenly let go of her hand.

Liu Miaomiao lifted her head from Lu Mingfei's shirt, her red and swollen eyes staring blankly at him.

"Don't cry, little girl," Lu Mingfei said. "Hold onto my waist just like before."

Although Liu Miaomiao didn't know why Lu Mingfei suddenly called her "little girl," she still nodded and obeyed Lu Mingfei's words.